Saint laurent Lyrics

Came up In the scene

Saint Laurent stay on my jeans

Man I'm stuck up in the lean

Double back up on the screen

Niggas think there's competition

Running to the bag ease never

Catch A nigga slippen cause I

Always keep the beam I'm so clean

Future seen you gone do it with

No help helpless niggas talking about

Me down the road gone need my help

I was locked up in them cages you was

Chillen in the house now I'm back up on

My feet been flipping packs and flipping

Pounds BB all up on my belt tell me why

These niggas tell we do not fuck with no

L's hear my number hit the bell 20 bands

Up in the coupe never lacking ima shoot

And my shooters stay on route leave you

Swimming that's on two yeah your old

Bitch retired gucci belt on roll price tag

Be michael myers came up in this game

With this passion and desire you can never

Take it nigga here to remind yah and im

Popping out with two nigga big choppas

Big scopes coming through nigga